Meh.

I honestly don't know if I feel like laughing or crying.

My parents have gone ahead and made me an appointment with a shrink. I tried to sit down with them and ask why they thought I needed it and all I got was 'you have an eating disorder and you're depressed'. I told them that wasn't the case and I just got yelled at for 40 minutes about how I'm ungrateful.

And right now I'm tired and headachey and just feel like total crap. My mum's downstairs crying about how she's got a freak for a daughter, my dad's telling her its not her fault, its mine, and my brothers putting in 'helpful' comments telling them it's for the best.

NOW I'm depressed.

Rant over.

(well not really, I'm still ranting in my head but you don't want to hear the rest)

xxoxo